At the rooster's crow,
Morning light filtered through the window gauze and fell before the table.
Su Xinghe opened his eyes.
He focused and looked at the Fate Panel, where a new line of data had appeared.
"Head-Cleaving Technique (Hall-Entering) 8/1000"
This Force-Amplification Secret Technique was good, but it cost a bit too much silver. If he had enough Bone-Forging Pills, he could raise its proficiency by over a hundred points in a single night.
Still, the expenditure would probably be astronomical.
The sky was overcast, and the north wind howled.
Little Beggar, who had vanished for the night, suddenly returned.
After having breakfast with his family, Su Xinghe hurried to the martial arts school with him.
Treasure Medicines were hard to come by, but he needed to quickly deliver the Organ-Nourishing Organ-Protecting Pill he had obtained yesterday to Elder Xie.
White Ape Martial Academy.
As their territory expanded, the Great River Gang disciples grew busier.
Early in the morning, quite a few people had already arrived in the front courtyard.
Amid greetings all the way, Su Xinghe arrived at the central courtyard.
Directly ahead stood a refined middle-aged man amid the apprentices practicing their fists.
Li Shunjun wore a cyan scholar's robe today.
He stood quietly in the passageway of the central courtyard.
All around him,
Not a single person could see him.
Even when someone brushed past him, they could not sense his presence.
Only when a stabbing pain in his spiritual perception warned him did Su Xinghe notice the mist shrouding the space above his head.
His heart gave a jolt.
Just as he was considering how to greet him, he discovered that the sky above the entire martial arts school had suddenly turned gray and murky.
Then he saw himself take flight.
It